[Comprehensive] Self-cultivation of the villain master

After Astra finished speaking, Agas did not answer for a long time.Just when he gave up asking for an answer, he heard a soft sigh, followed by the white mist in the night suddenly dissipating, and the cover that enveloped the moon was also removed.

With the help of the faint moon and dim street lamps, Astra could clearly see that there was no follower of Agas in front of him, only a piece of golden light that dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye remained.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to grab something, but suddenly stopped his progress.

At the point where the golden brilliance completely dissipated, there was no longer any unclear place in the field of vision.With good vision and perception, Astra seems to be able to "see" Fujimaru Tachika and Mash in another direction. They are accompanied by a girl in a white dress, but compared to ordinary children, The man's expression looked a little dull and dull.

The outstretched hands were retracted, and Astra clenched his fists and placed them by his side, raised his head slightly, and looked up at the white light in the sky—a foreign object that exists in every singularity.

Looking at the huge arc enough to encircle the whole world, he couldn't help but shook his head, and said softly: "That guy... really did something incredible."

No one can guess that the destruction of humanity is not the whole story, it is just the beginning.

Having talked with that existence, Astra knows what kind of temperament the other person has. That changeable personality is like a thousand mirrors, reflecting a different self, which will make people have the illusion that this person is very abnormal.

If possible, he really didn't want to say goodbye to that existence in this way.

Moving his neck, Astra said, "What shall we do next?"

The body is endowed by the Holy Grail. Even if you usually train and keep exercising, your physical fitness is only a few years old. Naturally, it is far inferior to the body that has been tempered in a certain temple.

Although the white mist has dissipated, due to the appearance of undead and various strange monsters at night, there is still no one standing alone on the street. Astra misses the unreliable Magician too.

After all, after Agas' obsession destroyed the magic fog, Astra no longer had a follower at hand to use.If you really need a servant, you can also try to partner with Mordred, but it's not so easy to use an unfamiliar servant.

What's more, the kid Mordred...

Thinking of the uncertain future, Astra raised his forehead and said, "What the hell am I doing, pretending to be chic... and driving away the only support."

"You look very embarrassed, the fox witch who is always on call, Caster has come~!"

The sudden sound made Astra stunned.

Following the direction of the voice, a non-creature in dark blue clothes appeared in front of him.

The reason why he said that was because the first thing he saw was not the pretty face, but the pair of pointed ears that were moving... that looked like fluff.

Astra asked uncertainly: "Monster Race?"

"It's the witch fox~!"

A little uncomfortable with this kind of tone of speaking, Astra gave full play to her ability to listen to what she wanted to hear, and automatically filter out what she didn't want to hear.

"You...are you a follower?"

Astra has been plagued by the magic mist for a while, and his perception has been blocked. Now that the restriction is suddenly lifted, he doubts whether his power is still as usual.

"Yes, Master~!"

"If I remember correctly, I didn't summon you, where did you... come from?"

"This guy naturally followed me out while I was not paying attention."

Facing the people who appeared again, Astra became much calmer.

"who are you?"

"Heroic Spirit Sakata Kintoki heard someone calling me, so he came here!"

Astra looked at the two servants on the left and right staring at each other, and knew that they knew each other, but as for the matter of summoning the servants...he didn't plan to do it, and it would be difficult to find a suitable holy relic and object for a while , in case you encounter something inappropriate, you can only add to yourself.

Astra has never forgotten who died in the hands of the Fuyuki Holy Grail Tosaka Tokiomi... Although he will not be weak enough to be killed secretly, but such things as being betrayed Thinking about it makes people feel uncomfortable.

There are many things to do, the first is to solve the Tesla who was summoned and endowed with the madness attribute. As the master of Chaldea, he cannot do without the assistance of servants. Just temporarily partnered with the two servants around him.

Tamamomae and Sakata Kintoki insisted that they were summoned by him, and Astra simply arranged a mission for them to go to the place where the lightning flashed.

Because the lightning will activate the magic mist, Tesla will appear in the world.After learning that the master of Chaldea is still alive and kicking and did not die in the past, the Demon God Pillar taught someone in this era how to summon servants. As long as he successfully summoned the servants and met the expected expectations, this era will be It will be completely destroyed, and human reason cannot save it.

However, those people obviously forgot that there is another factor full of surprises.

Seeing Sakata Kintoki and Tamamomae taunting each other as they moved forward, Astra twitched the corners of her mouth, thinking that there would be no way for the existing plan to continue without the magic fog anyway, so it’s okay to walk a little slower... matter.

Astra came alone to the place where Tesla had just been summoned, and her steps were slightly heavy.

Until he walked in front of the magic furnace, a figure appeared, preventing him from moving forward.

Astra raised her eyes, looked at the man a few meters away, and suddenly raised the corners of her mouth.

"I'm here to tell you my answer, about what you asked me earlier."

The man named Magic King was very quiet, he didn't show a contemptuous smile, and he didn't treat the useless things in his mouth with a dismissive attitude.

Just like he used to sit on the throne, politely and smilingly facing every real king who came to ask him for protection, or give advice.

"My answer is—no."

Seemingly puzzled, the Magic King Solomon's gaze was a little scorching.

"You should know better than anyone, human."

"Your life has begun to pass, and it will not be long before you die."